A CUP OF SCORPIO VENOM

resuscitate

resuscitate

his lips are a painful reminder that this could all end badly.

i've wandered blindly into his ocean blues and i find my mind overflowing with his smile.

i want to run miles around his intellectual thoughts and dive into his memories, but my feet come to a roaring stop as my past comes crashing.

i was once an over lover
until he held me underwater.

— e. gould